Zephyr
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Post by Zephyr on Sept 7, 2011 16:29:44 GMT -5
He had to be ready to attack at a moment’s notice, which is why he hadn’t dismounted his dragon. Obviously the Burimyu riders didn’t see it that way, and he watched with a carefully impassive way as more and more exile riders filtered into the meeting, most of them women. He was feeling less and less like he was going to get attack, but he took his job seriously and hovered on Romeoth’s back, on the precipice of getting off.
Romeoth’s chest rumbled in a growl as Salenth spoke. He wasn’t liking this bronze one bit, and he had the gall to insult his. As he reported the other bronze’s words to K’ian, the man’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he was a font of calming energy for his dragon, patting his neck in a soothing manner, but otherwise remaining completely stoic. Romeoth snorted. I don’t like him, K’ian. I don’t like him at all. The tall man kept patting his dragon, gaze never once wavering from S’rei’s face. Don’t let him get to you. He doesn’t like us. I can’t say I blame him…the feeling’s mutual. Not bothering to say a word to the irritating other bronzer, K’ian slid from Romeoth’s neck, landing rather gracefully in the ground. He never broke contact with his dragon’s body and Rom’s head lowered to K’ian’s.
The man largely ignored the fact that S’rei went to greet both Mi’rah and R’kel, ignoring him. Inside, he was burning with anger. He didn’t let this show. Outwardly, he was the same, calm and collected bronzerider.
He let S’rei speak, silently impassive. Afterwards, he regarded him with curiosity mingled with anger. He hadn’t wanted Selenitas to separate in the first place. Why was he being treated like any of this was his fault. Surprising himself, he took a step away from Romeoth, towards S’rei. This was really an intriguing proposition. Throwing his gaze over the rest of the Burimyu riders, he spoke to his dragon quickly. How can we ever truly be one weyr again? There is bad blood and hurt feelings on both sides. How can we ever trust these riders again knowing what we did to them and what they did to us? The anger and rage was palpable that day. Romeoth rumbled, lifting his head high, standing with all the poise and regality of a bronze of his stature. There’s only one way to find out, Mine. After all, it’s better to keep your enemies close than at arm’s length. He knew what Rom was saying.
It was much easier to kill a human than it was to kill a dragon. He really didn't want it to ever come to that, however.
Finally, he noted that he was the first to speak on his side. Trying to put his distaste for S’rei’s disregard for his person aside, he swung his gaze back to the man, his voice calm and steady. “ I agree. Reuniting the weyrs is the best course of action. Millieth is restless enough as it is. I don’t see what we can do without hatching grounds for her to clutch in. If we stay here, we are weak and we cannot defend against Fort like this.” His eyes gazed steadily towards the bronzerider, hopefully trying to get some sort of peace between the two of this. I’m trusting you here.
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Rei
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Post by Rei on Sept 7, 2011 19:37:30 GMT -5
Kairodeth stayed completely still as he faced the other dragons, the only outward indication to his nervousness was the tightness to his muscles and the slight twitch of the very tip of his tail. A glance was given his bronze companions before whirling eyes caught movement from S’rei. Quietly and with something like curiosity he watched as the man made his way to Kierjarrth’s to embrace him. He is quite the bold one isn’t he? The underlying trace of amusement to the tone rang in R’kel’s head long after the dragon’s words had left it. Indeed. He’s never really been one to hide behind formality. The bronzer watched S’rei’s exchange with Mi’rah carefully before meeting the eyes of the other man. He kept his expression neutral as the other bronzer approached. S’rei had always struck him as a rather dangerous sort at Benden. His ways were far more subtle then C’leon or some of the others and yet he had gained support fairly easily. Yes S'rei had always been one to watch for in R’kel’s opinion.
Despite his inner misgivings about the other bronzer slight surprise flashed across R’kel’s features when he was greeted rather warmly. Returning the greeting with a firm shake and a brief squeeze to the other man’s arm in return he nodded in acknowledgement to S’rei. Eyes flicked briefly back to the escorting riders when one approached however and they lingered almost nervously on the looming C’oar before settling back on the so called Burimyu council member. Escorts or insurance? When R’kel spoke however his voice betrayed no anxiety.
“Our healers will be very grateful for your foresight. They’re in quite over their heads at the moment.” Yes and the food would help ease the strain in other ways. Every little bit helped. Reluctantly R’kel found himself a bit grateful, though he tried to keep the slight relaxing of his expression from showing. To the other statement he nodded before responding rather simply. “Yes.” Quarth had betweened from the onset and there had been no word from Demotaeth. The other bronzes had gone. Which left R’kel and K’ian at the head of Wasteland’s endeavors. Not that that mattered. Currently things were obviously not looking very promising as far as anything regarding dealing with Benden.
When S’rei again spoke R’kel’s gaze briefly flitted to the great golden from of Millieth on the horizon and a hand went to his jaw to rub at the stubble growing there. Retreating inward he weighed his options. The other man had wasted no time in getting to the meat of the matter and what he spoke was truth. If Benden or Fort came to investigate Selenitas would have no choice but to surrender. If they tried to make a stand it would be suicide. Staying here with little in the way of provisions or living quarters at all would be near impossible. Even if the hatching ground clean up went well it would take months to fix everything else and there was no guarantee that they would not be met with more seismic activity. They had already rode through the aftershocks and another small quake. The area seemed to be….quite unstable to say the least. They were stuck between a rock and a hard place and this other weyr knew it. What choice did they really have but to accept? If they didn’t accept how many of the surviving riders would go anyway despite them saying no?
Sometimes solutions though simple aren’t so desirable. Kairodeth said sedately to his, whirling eyes fixed predominantly on Salenth when Kierjaarth sprawled out to his left. Indeed. R’kel responded mentally to his partner, eyes flicking to K’ian as the younger man voiced his opinion. He didn’t much have to guess on where Mi’rah’s loyalties probably laid. No spoken opinion indeed. Nodding to S’rei the bronzer spoke. “Millieth is too close to laying to between with any safely. She’ll need to be escorted by straight flight. Most of the injured and weyrfolk will have to arrive by foot as well. I do hope your offered weyr isn’t too much of a distance away.” That had always been a curiosity to R’kel in truth. Just where were these exiles living, and how did they have a hatching ground?
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Elysia really could have smacked him. However the woman did well to keep the worry from her face as S’rei simply strode up to embrace Mi’rah. Sure the other bronzer had been a friend at one point but that was turns ago now. To trust the other now seemed, in her opinion, to be highly foolish. When the bronzer came away from in unharmed the tightness to her frame relaxed slightly but it didn’t fade as next he approached R'kel. That one she didn't trust at all.
A step forward was taken, the greenrider deciding in that moment that it would be okay to stand by S’rei as insurance. But a mountain had loomed to block her path and she found herself bristling at C’oar. He was probably the last person that should have went forward. Much more imposing then she herself the brownrider would do much more to make the others nervous. Dark eyes flashed with something like annoyance but Elysia quickly covered the expression and bit her tongue. She would just have to take other methods and thoroughly beat S’rei for making her inwardly flail when they returned to Burimyu.
With a little pop Baron emerged from between and landed on her shoulder. A scratch was given to the brown’s eyes ridge before she gave him a short mental command and the flit winged quickly across the distance to loop around C’oar and settle on S’rei’s shoulder. A croon was offered the man before the flit nuzzled against his jaw and fixed whirling eyes serenely on R’kel. Only then did Elysia move forward. It was not R’kel, S’rei, or even Mi’rah she approached though. No instead with a slight sway to her hips she approached K’ian.
Elysia remembered him even if she had never spoken to him. Four turns younger then herself he had still impressed his bronze in a clutch some time after she had impressed her Onyth. The greenrider had always paid attention to the rankers even if she never played with them. If she remembered correctly the younger bronzerider had always been something of an easy going sort. Even so her distrust of bronzers in general had chalked K’ian up to someone to be watched when she had resided there. Time changed things she supposed and K’ian certainly did not look so mellow now, but if she could get him to loosen a little perhaps it would go better as far as working this whole thing out.
Moving up next to the youngest bronzer the woman she offered him a borderline seductive smile before gazing up at him from under her lashes. “So it seems that we are going to be in cooperation for awhile.” She kept her voice light and friendly as her hand found a place to lightly rest on his arm, her eyes playing over him in a fashion that almost subtly let him know that she liked what she saw. “Elysia of Onyth. Once you finish here I’d be grateful if you and your bronze could show Onyth and I just were we should unload the supplies we brought. Surely your healers could benefit from having one less thing to worry about.” Another disarming smile was flashed the slightly younger man.
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Requiem
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Post by Requiem on Sept 10, 2011 9:43:44 GMT -5
Salenth rumbled openly at Kierjaarth's assertion. Bronzes as a rule don't tend to be terribly interesting. All formality and posturing. I imagine I must have been much the same before age started pickling my brains. His tail swished in his amusement, brushing briefly over Frosstyth as the bronze subtly curved so the brown would have to go a little further around him to get to the other bronzes, seemingly not noticing what his positioning meant for the younger dragon. We did indeed consider coming from Between in a burst of glorious flame but then decided it would be somewhat anticlimatic when the dragons here tore us apart, Salenth concluded cheerfully.
While he wasn't openly nervous about any of the choices he'd made, S'rei was relieved that the puzzling neutrality of Mi'rah melted so quickly and he wasn't stabbed in the gut (for the second time in his life). He was neither fearless nor stupid. But he also knew that people took cues from how you portrayed yourself, and confidence could go a lot further than actual strength. He had to suppress an amused smile at R'kel's open surprise, but the shadow that fell over him caused S'rei to glance back over his shoulder at C'oar. Yeah...you'd think you wouldn't have to tell people not to threaten the other riders in the midst of a negotiation. Wasn't it clear he wasn't trying to play the intimidation card?
"It seems I have a mountain for a shadow. Don't mind him," S'rei commented lightly, shrugging a shoulder. "All of them have been twitchier about giving me my head since Ka'rys'...death." The word murder hung in the air between them, unspoken, before the older bronzerider erased it with the flash of a smile. "Dragged me kicking and screaming out of retirement. Bastards." It was at that point that the young bronzerider still rather unknown to S'rei dismounted and approached.
He found it interesting, really, how quickly the man spoke up. Not much respect for seniority there. The kid was young but not so young as to not know how to follow the pecking order. "You are...Ki'an? And Romeoth." Salenth was ridiculously good with remembering dragons. "Yes, you are rather exposed here, aren't you?" he questioned mildly, glancing around as if noticing that little fact for the first time. Then Elysia came over to start her flirting and distracting. S'rei stroked Baron absently, tilting his head slightly to one side as R'kel spoke.
"We're settled then. Millieth of course will need to be carried. I'm also going to need a count of how many other dragons will have to be carried in straight flight due to injury. It's about a day's flight...far too long by foot and over unbroken territory past Blossom Lake. If that can be avoided we should. Mi'rah, could you take C'oar with you and get those numbers for me?" He reached over and caught Elysia's ponytail, tugging lightly on it. "Els, nip off to the rest and start getting the supplies unloaded. I think if they saw you with our riders, R'kel, it would relieve some of the tension, and you can tell people what's happening and let them know they'll be betweening to a safe weyr before the night is out."
A smile was flashed to Ki'an. It hadn't gone over his head that the man had almost seemed eager for S'rei's acknowledgement, and the older bronzerider had never been known to pass up an opportunity to gain a new ally. "After all the necessaries are taken care of, no doubt you'll want to know what to expect in terms of organization and leadership and whatnot. Why don't we discuss some of those things with Darya for the time being?" Stepping toward Ki'an, he looped an arm around the younger man's shoulder and directed (herded him, really) toward the older bluerider, effectively breaking up the wasteland bronzers and dissolving any further threat of sudden violence breaking out.
"We have an elected Council that we could probably add another couple seats to, and of course you realize that pursuing this goal of fighting the current Benden regime would be foolish at this juncture..."
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Zephyr
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Post by Zephyr on Sept 11, 2011 14:00:04 GMT -5
So. It seemed that things were settled. They were all going to the exiles' weyr. He couldn't help but let a worried feeling settle in the pit of his stomach if only because he had been conditioned to hate the exiles. What was it going to be like to have to live with them? For a moment, he regretted speaking up first, but Romeoth was there, in the back of his mind feeding him soothing energy. You can do this. Sending a pulse of love back, K'ian straightened his stance, only to be intercepted by one of the green riders who came with S'rei. He thought she might have been at the tithe thread, but he had been too occupied to notice.
" Sure seems that way." He said, keeping his cool even as she pushed him. His entire semblance was going haywire right now. She was surely an attractive woman and his body wasted no time telling him that it thought so. He wouldn't be where he was at the moment if he hadn't been able to keep his cool, so the bronzerider flashed her a grin. " I'd absolutely love to."
Eyes shifted to S'rei as the older bronzerider spoke to him. His eyes remained guarded as the man recalled his name. He nodded quickly, affirming that the man was correct in his assumption. He wasn't exactly sure he liked the tone in the exile's voice when he spoke some more, pulling him away from Mi'rah and R'kel. " Of course." He said, allowing S'rei to guide him away from the other bronze riders. He eyed the blue he spoke of for a moment before nodding. " It's more important for us both to get back on our feet." He said, regarding the face that Buri needed a gold and that they needed a place to live until Sel was rebuilt.
He just hoped he wouldn't end up regretting this new alliance.
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